The salesman returned. Alison’s cell phone rang. And the fire alarm sounded. They both jerked apart to see the manager’s beefy face turning red. “We’re going to have to evacuate.” Alison answered her phone as she headed to the door. “Dad, hey, no, everything’s okay.” She paused. “Yes, it’s a fire alarm. It’s probably just a test, Dad. I’ll call you back when we’re outside.” Brady ducked into the dressing room and changed in sixty seconds. As soon as he emerged, he grabbed Alison’s hand and they followed the crowd hastily exiting the mall. As they reached the car, a fire truck screeched up. The parking lot had fast become a scene of mass hysteria, and a thin stream of smoke billowed from a candle shop two doors down. “Gosh, I hope no one is hurt,” Alison said. Brady nodded, then sighed in relief when a fireman exited, announced they’d contained the blaze with no injuries, and explained the cause. Brady and Alison found the salesman who had assisted them standing beside a lamppost, shaking.
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